It is the beginning of the 1900s in Paris, and someone is decapitating avant-garde artists, so just such a group must ban together to save their own necks, uncover the mystery, and stop these deplorable crimes, while still getting totally drunk and creating the foundations of modern art. Trust me, that sounds more interesting than this really is. Part of the problem is I don't know much of about half the artists that make up the characters in this supernatural story (and by the way, while using historical characters can be clever, it is rather unfair to the reader who may not know much about them, and it's pretty cheap of the writer who does nothing to help illuminate the characters, but instead relies on the reader's knowledge to make up for characterization). The art was somewhat interesting, and the different colorizations were hit and miss, and while I don't know if it's true that Georges Braque was really the brains behind Picasso's Cubism (what's the matter Picasso? Feeling insulted? Oh, are you going to have another blue period?) I like to believe it is because everything I hear about Picasso makes me think he was a dick. The end result was I didn't care much for this comic, although I could easily see others liking it--like the four people who wrote blurbs praising the story, who were also conveniently thanked in the acknowledgment page (perhaps some quid pro quo?).
...And decided that he had to join the wild things in whatever small way he could. I have just purchased two pieces of Maurice Sendak's original art of the characters from his classic "children" book Where the Wild Things Are. Where did this money come from? It was what I would have spent on therapy for the next two years or so. I guess buying the works makes me crazy in more ways than one. But I always loved Sendak's tales and his masterful artwork. While the pieces I have are relatively minor, it gives me a connection to a part of history that means the world to me, and that makes it priceless.
Click to enlarge. The cool thing about art is that it works on an intellectual level and on a visceral level. You don't have to understand the golden mean to appreciate the balance it creates, but the better you do understand it, the deeper your appreciation of a piece of artwork can be.
That said, it's possible to over think a piece. Aesthetic appeal often comes down to the basics.
A friend of mine knows this woman. Apparently, she seems so sweet and nice and then you look at her art and you just can't believe how freaky/erotic it is. Thought y'all might enjoy it: www.yukoart.com. Notice Letters of Desire - X.